San Francisco Dreams
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So Far Up The Dreamers Forget Planet Earth, Lover
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How it was all so in glamour from that Hotel Nikko window. “Do you want to fly with me?” She wants you to take her under your wings because you are the missing piece and the story she wants to know to see and to grow. Won’t you tell her? Won’t you show her? Won’t you give her a chance? Don’t let her go. Finish the frilly fantasy with her. Don’t deny her. Us…together…It just feels so right. Trust in this feeling because the sky is our limit and we know no limitations. The clouds are moving and the scene she is recalling from your balcony the way your movements were and the naming of the faces in the white puffed clouds so high. Dare to tell the sun about this feeling because the power would be so strong, so hot that the melting could be quite revealig. Lover must not dare tell a soul the tales we tell so well. Allow us to fly to cloud nine and leave San Francisco temporarily as we dream away in bed to the Euphoria that we kept within our imagination in our heads. As real as it gets. S.S
Did I say that I loathe you? Did I say that I want to Leave it all behind?
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